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Thanks, that was fun!

Nat ties off the rope and drops it down into the hole. "Are you able to climb up, or maybe to tie the rope around yourself? Or should one of us climb down there to help you?" Is there a check needed to get her out?

"Well, quite the pickle you're in there. You must be Nelfurhin. Hold on a moment, and we'll have you out of there." Taking a moment to collect his dropped rapier, Nat reaches for his rope, only to realize that it's still hanging down from above where they climbed down into this ravine. "Anyone else got some rope?"

Having no flanking positions available, Nat swings his mace, then takes two careful steps away. Strike, Step, Step.

Light mace (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Nat pauses for a moment, waiting to see where his allies will go before committing to a plan.

Remember that Magic Weapon is a +1 to hit, but is an extra damage die rather than a +1 to damage in this edition.

Me too (not that it's likely to make a difference). Mine should have been 14 to attack and 11 total damage.

Nat loops around the far side of the hole to get back into a flanking position, then swings again with his mace. Stride, stride, strike.

Light mace (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 5

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"Well, you're about the most terrifying thing I've seen this week." Worried about retribution, Nat ducks between his allies to get back into a flanking position with the broom (passing through Keznan's square to avoid a potential AoO if he has them). When he arrives, he once again attacks, this time with his mace.

Light mace (1st) vs. flat-footed: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Light mace (2nd) vs. flat-footed: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Did that ray even hit you, Alec, for you to have to make the save? Looks like the GM rolled a 12 against your TAC of 13.

"Oof, thanks Alec. I gotta quit doin' this." And yet, here I go again.

Nat loops around to avoid any opportunistic strikes and into a flanking position, with the broom on the far side of the skeletal caster. He lashes out with his rapier at the bony figure when he gets into position.

Assuming the summoned broom can provide a flank:
Rapier (1st) vs. flat-footed: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Nats ducks through his allies, drawing his dagger in his off hand as he goes, hoping to catch one of the zombies off-guard before it can react. Surprise Attack means they are flat-footed to me before they have acted.

Rapier (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Hm. My way would have been quieter." Nat mutters to himself as he sneaks up to the whole and glances in, being as stealthy as he can. Stealth modifier is +5.

Nat draws his rapier, preparing to cut away the vines, but stops as Keznan's magic beats him to the punch.

I think it has something to do with Table 10-4 on page 337.

After his experience in the sewers, Nat tries to take Fazgyn's advice to heart and immediately begins looking for traps.

Nat looks around for something convenient to tie a rope off to. "Safety first." Nat's not great at athletics. so he'll use the silk rope he has, if there's a convenient spot to tie it off to.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

"Well, that looks pretty ominous. I don't see this Sanguin Thorn, though. Are we sure we have the right address?"

"Anything but the sewers, boss."

"Oof. It appears, Fazgyn, that I need to practice your ways a bit more. That trap almost did me in, then that kobold almost did me in. Ow."

Nothing else I can think of.

Even in the rulebook, the trained-only uses have no marking as such except that they are listed in the 'trained uses' section.

It's not explicitly listed as a trained use, but there's a paragraph in the introduction to it that implies it's trained only (emphasis mine):

This new rule means that a character trained in Medicine can help their allies recover with a significant time expenditure.

It does allow someone to treat themselves, though, so Nat could do that, if we have time for another 10-minute period.

Looking closely, Alec notices the medkit poking out of Nat's bag. I think I ended up with it.

Well that was a dumb decision.

Recovery Fortitude Save, DC 12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22 I think a crit moves me up two notches.

"Let's end this." Nat strides down to try and finish off the reeling kobold.

Rapier (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Nat groans as he stands, grabs his dropped rapier, and steps out of sight around the corner.

Nat collapses before a sound can even escape his lips. I believe it takes two hero points to re-roll. I'll save mine for if I get to dying 4.

Fortitude save to stabilize, DC 12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

This moves me up to Dying 1, yeah?

"Yeah, I guess so." Why can't I shake the feeling that I got lucky with this one?

Nat is searching for traps.

Nat immediately sets to work trying to disable the trap.

Thievery: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Calm. Quiet. Like the sea on a windless day. Let the room come to you.

"By all means, lead on Fazgyn. It's your home, after all."

"I take it you didn't read about these folk in the Chronicles then? The Society's had square dealings with them before; don't know why that'd change now."

Society: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

"Alright folks, if we end up fighting them, go for the spellcasters first. They tend to be the leaders, and the others might just fall apart if we take out the caster."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Uh huh..."

Nat steps from the shadows into a flank, attacking the nearest Barber first with his rapier, then with his dagger.

Rapier (1st) vs. flat-footed: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Dagger (2nd) vs. flat-footed: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 3

In that case Nat will remain hidden, and ready to strike an enemy that passes within 5 ft (using that first attack I rolled above, if that's alright).

Nat steps into a flank with Pawl, stabbing from the shadows at yellow with his rapier. He follows that with a quick twist of the dagger.

Rapier (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Dagger (2nd): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Nat sneaks across the allyway to the other side, hoping to escape notice for a sneaky attack later. Using two Sneak actions and a Hide action. My Stealth modifier is +5 (you roll secretly against their Perception DC, I think).

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

"Wouldn't they be more likely to find out if we talked outside? We could close up all the doors here; should be soundproof enough. Besides, we just want to talk to the Barbers; we're not lookin' to make trouble for them or for you."

Nat looks around for someone to hand the medicine kit to, but no one seems to want it. Guess I'll hold on to this for now. Pawl, I can't see any skills in your profile. Are you any better at Medicine than Nat (+2)? If not, he'll hold on to it, I guess.

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"Huh, nice place ya got here!" Nat goes and joins Pawl by the magazines, sifting through them in vain for the latest issue of Sea Legs Quarterly. Meanwhile, he steals surreptitious glances at the barber, the customer, and the shopsweep, looking for anything unusual or suspicious.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Society: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Nat wracks his brain, trying to recall anything he's heard about the Barbers, but comes up empty.

We should decide who's carrying that medicine kit. Preferably someone better at medicine than Nat's +2.

"Yeah, no kidding. Don't worry, we'll be careful."

"That's a good idea, Pawl; seems like we might need it. I've got a few coins I'd contribute." Nat has 23 sp he's willing to spend toward a healer's kit (50 sp).

"Well....maybe? We found some things, but I'm not sure we know what any of it means, yet. This is going to sound weird, but he wasn't an Urgathoan, was he?"

"I'm sorry about your friend, ma'am. I wish we would have found him alive." Especially because I'd like to ask him a question or two about what's going on.

"Let's go back to the bar. May as well break it Dahlia before she hears it through the grapevine."

Medicine: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

"Hm...wasn't a knife, 'least any I've seen before. Nah. This was done with claws."

Medicine: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Nature, untrained: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 2 - 4 = 16
Followup religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"Corpse flies? Death's-head moths? That's some real Urgathoan s*%~ right there. I got a bad feeling about this."

"Oh, they got you good, didn't they Pawl? Here, drink this." Nat draws a minor healing potion and offers it to the bleeding fighter.

Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 <--Crit success! Does that mean no blead, as well?

Nat manages to nimbly dodge the swarming bats. Seeing his rapier be ineffective, he drops it, draws his light mace, and swings again. 1st action to draw mace, dropping rapier as a triggered free action. Second action to attack.

Light mace (1st): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

He then tries once again to hide (third action).

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Oops, missed that. That makes my attack a 12 against the bats, for 7 damage.